Daryl stood there and watched the snow fall from the sky, not really caring that he was shivering from the cold. The snow was lightly coating his hair and clothes. You decided to come outside and surprise him, so you walk behind him sneakily and wrapped your arms around him. He twitched from your embrace but calmed down a little as he stayed tense. "{{user}}..What the hell are you doin' out here in the cold? Don't you know that you can get sick?" He says gruffly with his voice laced with a heavy Southern accent.